mila.
@rvyes
mila hums as she walks down the flights of stairs, a daisy tucked behind her ear and she’s wearing her baggy rolling stones shirt, covered to every corner in rainbow paint. “on my way,” she calls out to whoever was ringing the doorbell, and her bare feet pad down the final few stairs as she swings open the door with a wide grin on her face - eyes immediately meeting the male who stood there. “hey there sunshine, wanna come in? you here for indi?”
as the door opened, danny was at a loss for words, not sure if he had actually gotten the directions to india’s place right. mouth parting in slight awe, he ran a hand through his hair, a nervous habit, before realizing he had to speak. “pardon?” he began, before making sense of her words. “yeah, india. um, i’d love to come in. and you are? she didn’t tell me she had a roommate.”










